Dimming of the Day

Spoilers for Season 2 through Episode 10.

I'm not sure if this is just going to be a one-shot or if I will continue.

Disclaimer: Jane Rizzoli and Maura Isles do not belong to me. No infringement intended and no profit will be made from their use.


Jane finally ushered her mother and the last of the guests out the door. She went into the kitchen where Maura was doing dishes. She stripped off her button down shirt and threw it on the couch as she went.

In the kitchen, Jane leaned against the counter and said, "Leave those. I'll do them later."

Maura glanced at Jane and took in the sight of Jane wearing just her slacks and tank top. She turned off the water and dried her hands and then leaned her back against the counter next to Jane. Jane gently rubbed the back of her hand against Maura's hip. "How are you doing?"

Maura took Jane's hand and laced their fingers as her eyes met Jane's. "I'm okay. Everything happened so fast, it almost feels like it was a dream or something."

"It was real."

Maura dropped Jane's hand and turned to face her more fully. She pressed the length of her body against Jane's side. "I know. Are you okay?"

"Yeah. I mean he's dead. I just wish I had killed him before so you didn't have to go through that."

Both women were silent for a moment, lost in thought.

"How do you think he knew?" Jane asked.

Maura actually laughed. She traced her fingertips along Jane's bicep. "Isn't a better question how does everyone else not know?"

Jane didn't want to have this conversation right now. It was too much for a day that already had too much happen. And it was her fucking birthday. She looked into Maura's eyes again. "We're not in a relationship. We're just...fucking."

Maura stood her ground, not breaking eye contact. "Yes, I'm aware of that. But you love me."

"Yes, I do love you."

"So why aren't we in a relationship?"

Jane looked away. "We talked about this. We both suck at relationships. Besides, it's not like you've been lonely or anything."

Maura dropped her hand from Jane's arm. "Jane," she said softly.

Jane couldn't stop herself. "Slucky?"

"You were in the hospital."

"My brother?"

"It was just chess and some harmless flirting. But mostly just chess. I don't want to sleep with him."

"Ian?"

"Well, Ian is Ian. He noticed, by the way. He said you were trying to cock-block him."

"Do you even know what that phrase means?"

"I got the picture. I told Ian that you were just very protective. But you can't be jealous when you've had your own suitors."

How had this conversation gotten so out of control? Jane thought. "Suitors?"

"Agent Dean."

"Ugh, don't bring him up."

"Casey."

"We didn't have sex."

"Why not?"

"I don't know," Jane answered honestly.

Maura rested her head against Jane's shoulder. "You're allowed to be happy."

"Who says I'm not happy?"

"Okay, fine, so what are we talking about? We are both spectacularly bad with everyone but each other."

"I'm not the married with two kids kinda person."

"Do you think I am?" Maura asked.

"You've talked about wanting to have a family, right?"

"Family can mean a lot of different things."

"What happens if Ian decides he's made a mistake and comes back and says he wants to be with you forever and make little genius babies?" Jane groaned internally. She just couldn't stop herself.

"I don't like hypotheticals." Maura slowly walked her fingers across Jane's stomach and felt Jane's abdominal muscles clench. "You know I love you. When you're ready for a relationship...hopefully I'll still be here. But tonight I think we really need to work off some of the stress from today."

"See, this is good. Why would you want to do anything to mess this up?"

Maura moved so she was directly in front of Jane. "I don't want to mess it up. I want to make it permanent. But given the events of today I'm willing to wait and finish this conversation another time."

Jane grabbed Maura ass and lifted her up. Maura wrapped her legs around Jane's waist and Jane maneuvered them to the bedroom. Maura's legs loosened their hold and Jane dropped her on the bed.

Jane remained standing. Maura was now sitting on the edge of the bed in front of Jane and said, "There's something new I want to try. I want you to put it on."

"Oh, that's what you want tonight?"

"I want you to fuck me until I forget all about today. I don't want to be able to move when you're done with me. But first I'm going to have my way with you."

"Jesus, Maur. You have the dirtiest fucking mouth in the bedroom."

Maura only laughed and began to unbuckle Jane's pants. "Stay right there," Maura said as she pulled down Jane's pants and underwear. Jane stepped out of the pants and kicked them away.

Jane had a swagger in the bedroom that Maura enjoyed indulging. She was so full of contradictions. Totally confident when doing her job, Jane was completely the opposite in her personal life. She was terrible at romance and dating. And completely embarrassed when discussing sex. But once she was actually in the bedroom all the confidence was back and more. At least that's how she was with Maura and Maura found it completely sexy.

Jane pulled her tank top off and tossed it away. Maura's fingers were tracing over her thighs and ass. Then Maura's mouth was on her. Warm and wet meeting warm and wet. Jane let all other thoughts leave her mind and just concentrated on the feeling of Maura touching her until she was barely able to remain standing.

Shortly after, Jane was straddling Maura's right leg. Maura's left leg was in the air, ankle resting on Jane's shoulder.

"Are you sure you're not gonna pull a muscle or something?"

"Yoga, Jane. I'm extremely flexible."

"And this position, besides being ridiculously sexy looking, is good for what?"

"Deeper penetration."

Jane pushed inside Maura. It was indeed deeper and it felt fantastic. Maura said she didn't want to be able to move when Jane was done with her and Jane intended to fulfill that request. Jane thrust roughly, driven by Maura's moans. At some point Jane noticed that Maura had become quiet. She looked at Maura's face. Maura's eyes were open but she didn't seem to be looking at anything.

Jane pushed harder, faster. Maura wanted to forget how close things had come to being very, very bad today. Jane was supposed to make her forget. She was trying..

Jane felt amazing and at the same felt like she might cry. Everything about this felt both perfect and completely fucked up. Just like everything else about that day.

Later they were both worn out enough to fall asleep. Still naked they lay with limbs entwined under the covers. In the darkness Jane could whisper the things she had trouble saying out loud. How Maura was beautiful in every way and Jane would always love her. And Maura could fall asleep peacefully.